Xue Fanxin now understood that as long as she answered the questions on the stone tablet correctly, the danger here would decrease a little.
A new question had appeared on the stone tablet. This time, it was not a math problem but a riddle. It said: There are ten birds on a tree. If you use an arrow to shoot one down, how many birds will there be on the tree?
Everyone could read the question. Yi Fentian was the closest to the stone tablet. He said confidently, “Nine, of course.”
Once he spoke, the words on the stone tablet turned into a red light, which scattered and transformed into red lightning that struck down from the sky. Even more cracks appeared on the ground. One of the bolts almost hit someone.
Clearly, Yi Fentian’s answer was wrong.
The outcome was difficult for Yi Fentian to accept. Even now, he did not understand why his answer was wrong. He even said self-righteously, “Isn’t there still nine left after shooting down one out of ten? What’s wrong?”
Many people in the four great families were puzzled. They felt Yi Fentian’s answer made sense. Only a few people thought that the answer would not be that simple.
Xue Hanxi said leisurely, “There should be none left.”
Yi Fentian was unconvinced and retorted, “Nonsense.”
“He’s right,” Xue Fanxin said coldly. “The remaining nine would have flown away, and not a single bird would be left on the tree.”
Everyone came to a realization. They looked at Yi Fentian strangely as if to say, “You don’t even know such simple logic. How stupid.”
Yi Fentian had been humiliated by Xue Fanxin time and again. He endured it so far because he felt guilty towards her. However, she was now getting on his nerves.
Yet there was nothing he could do. Did he have to fight Xue Fanxin?
If he really attacked, he would probably be in an even more miserable state. Even if he could win against Xue Fanxin, could he beat Ye Jiushang and that powerful young man?
A new question appeared on the stone tablet. This time, it was a historical question: What is the name of the First Emperor of Qin?
This question stumped everyone. Even Xue Hanxi did not understand the meaning of this question at all. He looked at Xue Fanxin and waited for her to answer.
Xue Fanxin replied, “Ying Zheng.”
The words on the stone tablet turned into golden light and scattered. Then, the cracks on the ground reduced again.
To be able to answer such a confusing question, Xue Fanxin was really impressive.
While the people of the four great clans were marveling at her intelligence, Yi Fentian had many doubts. He was increasingly certain that the person in front of him was not the Xue Fanxin he knew.
If this person was not her, where had the real Xue Fanxin gone?
Yi Fentian was almost certain that Xue Fanxin was not the Xue Fanxin he knew. He needed to investigate properly where the real her was.
No matter what, he had to find the real Xue Fanxin. If she was alive, he wanted to see her; if she was dead, he wanted to see her corpse.
Xue Fanxin did not know what Yi Fentian was thinking and continued to answer the questions on the stone tablet.
The later questions were more modern than the previous ones. Only when it was the tenth question did the people from the four great clans understand a little.
“What is in the coffin within the coffin in the grave of Shui Qianrou in the Red Maple Forest?”
Everyone knew the answer to this question, but no one answered. When they saw it, they felt frightened.